Chapter 8: Encounters and Challenges

The sun began to rise over the horizon, bathing Tokyo Jujutsu High in its golden light. Yuji Itadori, accompanied by Satoru Gojo, approached the main building, observing with curiosity and nerves. This was a new chapter in his life.

"So, this is Jujutsu High," Yuji commented, trying to hide his nervousness behind a smile. "Is it in the mountains? We're still in Tokyo, right?"

"This is nothing out of the ordinary for Tokyo suburbs," Gojo responded to the surprised Yuji.

"Where's Fushiguro?" Yuji asked, noticing his companion's absence.

"He fell asleep quickly after receiving some Jujutsu treatment," Gojo explained as they continued towards the main building. "First things first, you have an interview with the principal."

"The Principal?" Yuji blinked, feeling even more nervous.

Gojo nodded. "If you mess up, they might reject your admission, so stay calm, okay?"

"What?! And I'll be executed immediately?" Itadori exclaimed, feeling even more weight on his shoulders.

"How disappointing, and here I thought you were the leader." Out of nowhere, a mouth appeared on Yuji's left cheek and started talking. "A hierarchy that Is not based on strength seems very boring to me"

Yuji, smacking his cheek, silenced Sukuna. "Sorry, Sensei, he does that from time to time."

"Ah, I finally got out without your help, Sukuna." Now, another mouth formed on the other cheek.

"What, now the other one too?" Yuji was perplexed.

"Wow, what an interesting body you have," Gojo commented, analyzing the situation with his hand on his chin.

"Tch... you're worse than a tick," Sukuna insulted his cellmate, already tired of him, this time speaking from Yuji's hand.

"That hurts, you know, buddy. You're going to make me cry," Kaede replied, pretending to be hurt by his words.

"Whatever, once I take over this body, I'll get rid of you, and the first to die will be you," Sukuna said, directing those last words to the bandaged albino.

"Me, as the target of the great Sukuna, it's an honor," Gojo expressed toward Sukuna's threats.

"Again with your threats, Sukuna. Hehe, sometimes I think—" Kaede couldn't finish speaking as Yuji smacked him, managing to free himself from both for the moment.

"Uuf, finally... were they famous?" Yuji asked his new Sensei.

"... Ryomen Sukuna, a legendary curse with four arms and two faces. But the reality is he was a human who existed about a thousand years ago... in the golden age of Jujutsu, sorcerers had perfected their skills and managed to defeat him. With the title of Ryomen Sukuna, he transcended generations as a cursed object. We Jujutsu sorcerers couldn't destroy his remains, so we decided to keep them hidden," Gojo finished explaining Sukuna's short history. "But that Kaede, I don't know who he is. There's no information about him in our files, neither his identity nor the abilities he showed me in our little confrontation. There's nothing, but it seems Sukuna and he had some kind of relationship."

"... If you had to face both of them?" Yuji asked, worried.

Gojo just turned around. "That's a very good question. With Kaede, no idea, but the other one..."

"If Sukuna regained all his power..." Yuji began to say, leaving it hanging.

"... It would be a tough battle."

"Could it be?"

"Nah, I'd win," Gojo concluded, entering the building ahead of his new student, leaving those words as a fact.

The principal's office was a blend of tradition and modernity. The walls were adorned with ancient scrolls and Jujutsu artifacts, each telling a story of power and wisdom. In one corner, there was a bookshelf filled with ancient books, many of them handwritten. The room was lit by soft light coming through rice paper windows, creating a calm yet imposing atmosphere.

In the center of the room, a large dark wood desk was meticulously organized. In front of it, a burly man with sunglasses and a goatee, sitting cross-legged, was skillfully sewing some plush toys.

"Satoru, you're 8 minutes late!" the man complained without looking up from his task.

"Huh?" exclaimed Yuji, completely surprised by what he was seeing.

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